After Gu Cheng flew back hundreds of feet back, he immediately flew back to Fei Yuting, lowered his head and said nothing, but everyone could feel the aura on his body becoming very weak. It is conceivable how powerful Fei Yuting's palm was. The children of the Gu family looked at their ancestors with concern.

"Are you convinced?"

Fei Yuting looked at Gu Cheng and said lightly.

"Sister, if you are not satisfied, you can slap me a few more times."

Gu Cheng whispered.

"Want again, you'll die."

Fei Yuting snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the sake of the past, even if my good grandson didn't take action, you would have died at my hands."

Gu Cheng looked ashamed, but he had no anger towards Fei Yuting. He had long heard that even the Grand Sage of Chunyang could not protect Yang Yijiu. Today, Fei Yuting could ask him for pleading with this god of killing. Gu Cheng would never repay such kindness.

"Good grandson, your grandfather has returned to the family, but something happened. Do you go back with me?"

Fei Yuting looked at Ning Qi.

"Something happened?"

Ning Qi was slightly stunned. Wang Lin went to the Dongxuan Land. With his cultivation level, how could an accident occur in that place? There are not even a few Doudan Realm cultivators there, and the Eternal Realm cultivators can count their palms. Could it be that because the mainland merged, the Dongxuan Land has undergone a different change?

"Outside, grandma, let's go."

Ning Qi nodded and said, but his grandmother was not easy to call.

………

Qingming Fairyland.

Wild Domain.

More than five years have passed since Ning Qi defeated hundreds of Dharma-Essence cultivators with one punch last time. Not only are there many monks here, but there are more and more monks. The number of monks coming here is increasing day by day, almost making the deserted wilderness a place with the help of Qingming Fairyland.

Xuanzhen Giant City.

Outside a mansion, there was a tall young man standing, "Tang Xiaoyin from the Suzaku Continent came to pay homage to Brother Jian!"

There were some monks watching the fun in the distance. They pointed at the young man, their eyes full of pity. Sure enough, there was no movement in the house. The young man named Tang Xiaoyin frowned slightly, feeling that he couldn't let go of his face, so he walked directly to the gate of the house, intending to enter by himself.

"Another one who is ignorant of life and death, how many young Toshiyan have already planned to pay a visit to Jianxi, but in the end they return in disappointment?"

When the monks nearby saw that Tang Xiaoyin seemed to want to enter by himself, a hint of mocking appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Before Tang Xiaoyin could walk to the gate, a breath came out of the courtyard, instantly locking Tang Xiaoyin's body, and his expression suddenly froze.

"roll."

A faint voice came from the courtyard.

"I'm in the future."

Tang Xiaoyin bowed his hand pale face and turned around and quickly walked out of the door, because he had just felt like his mind was being snatched, as if the next moment, as long as his feet took another step forward, he would be killed on the spot.

"It's worthy of being Jian Xilai, who ranks eighth on the Qinglong List. No, he should be ninth. Ninth is so powerful. How strong should Ning Beixuan, who ranks eighth?

Tang Xiaoyin thought to himself.

He didn't seem to have come alone, and there were three or five companions. Seeing Tang Xiaoyin returning without seeing Jian Xi coming, his companions' faces suddenly showed gloating.

"Jianxilai is waiting for the ancestor Beixuan. Even if the elder Zhifeng of the Wang family asked for a visit personally, he was rejected. You guys, don't make any more boring things."

Someone mocked.

At this moment, a figure walked towards this place. Like Tang Xiaoyin, he walked directly towards the gate, as if he didn't even want to tell the door. Everyone looked at the figure with mocking mockery again. Seeing this, Tang Xiaoyin hurriedly stepped forward and said, "This brother, Brother Jian, you won't see the guest."

"oh."

Ning Qi looked at Tang Xiaoyin and smiled slightly, nodded to show that he knew. Tang Xiaoyin smiled. Just when he thought he wanted to help the young man in front of him, the young man still walked towards the gate of the house.

"Oh, I'll say you..."

Tang Xiaoyin felt a kindness that he was being treated as a donkey. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes and wanted to step forward to stop Ning Qi. However, for some reason, he felt a slight flash in front of him. The young man had already appeared at the door of the house. Seeing this, Tang Xiaoyin stopped stopping and shook his head sneered.

Since the other party is making things boring, he doesn't have to meddle in other people's business anymore.

When everyone was smiling and preparing to watch Ning Qi's joke, Ning Qi gently pushed the door in, and then the door slowly closed.

Everyone's smiles suddenly froze on their faces. They looked at the scene in amazement, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes. This guy actually entered the yard where Jianxilai was located?

"Hiss...that's the ancestor Beixuan!"

Suddenly, a monk took a breath, but recognized Ning Qi.

When the other monks heard this, they felt a chill that surged from the soles of their feet soared into the sky spirit cover. The young man just now was the Beixuan ancestor who was holding the "Head Tower" and killed all directions! Ning Beixuan?

"You said that brother just now is Ning Beixuan, who is ranked eighth on the Qinglong List?"

Tang Xiaoyin looked at the monk who first recognized Ning Qi's identity in amazement.

"It must be the ancestor of Beixuan. I will not admit it wrong. It is normal for you to not recognize it. After all, the appearance of the ancestor of Beixuan at that time was different from now on, and the flesh and blood were not full of flesh and blood. But I was one of the first cultivators to come here. I have seen the beginning of the collection of Dharma images by the ancestor of Beixuan. He must be the ancestor of Beixuan. The senior from Jianxi was able to let him in. This is proof!"

The monk's decisive way.

"So it's him! So it's him! I must have a discussion with him!"

Tang Xiaoyin's eyes showed a hint of fanatical fighting spirit. He had forgotten that Jian Xilai, who had just ranked ninth, was frightened by just one breath. What's more, Ning Qi, who ranked eighth?

………

Ning Qi looked at Jian Xilai lightly, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart began to complain in his heart. How could a man be so beautiful in this world? Isn’t this guy a basic person?

After a few breaths, Ning Qi smiled and said, "Brother Jian, you asked me to come back to kill someone, but you have something to tell me?"

If Jian Xilai hadn't taken action at that time, Xiao Yue'er and the others would have been killed by Wang Lan, Jiuyouqitu and others. Therefore, Ning Qi felt a little grateful to Jian Xilai.

"It took five or six years to kill a few people. Compared to your father, you are almost in a hurry."

As soon as Jian Xilai spoke, Ning Qi frowned slightly. He did not feel unhappy, but... Jian Xilai's tone seemed to know his father?

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Qi spoke.

Jian Xilai reached out to interrupt Ning Qi. After glanced at Ning Qi a few times, her figure suddenly changed. The Adam's apple on her neck gradually faded away, and her chest slowly bulged.

"Call me, Aunt Jian."
Chapter completed!